League of My Savior

~Fender’s POV~

Please don’t run, I kept shouting. I was running, through the middle of nowhere. Please stop! Please stop, I said. He was running so fast. I tried to keep chasing him, but I couldn’t make it. He disappeared. I gasped in the middle of my confusion. Damn it! I still can’t make it, I thought desperately.

I span around, figuring where he was then. He must be somewhere around here. Where could he be, I thought.

“Come out, please. I just want to talk. You don’t have to be afraid of me,” I yelled. Actually, it was me who was afraid of him. There, I don’t know why, I was a normal human. He was a werewolf, so I was confused that he was afraid of me. It didn’t make sense.

I span around again, and then I saw he peeked on me from behind a large tree. His ugly face popped out and popped in thoroughly. I smiled. I really smiled at him. I said that he didn’t have to be afraid.